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Just me, my record, and my pair of shoes…

Was gonna get tickets to see Richard Cheese’s farewell tour down in Hotlanta, but damned if Pigpen doesn’t start kindergarten the same day…

The boys and I headed down to K-Town last night for the festival thing in Market Square, and hung out for a few hours. It was some good times. Kinda reminded me of Bonnaroo, in that it was 10 bucks to park, and everything else got progressively more expensive.

Ahh, it brings me back.

But I digress, because the coolness of all this is that badass tats the boys got. Well, henna tattoos, although G was begging me to take him to get his filled in with real ink!

Yes, for you Pirates of the Aquarium fans, Pigpen is rocking Jack Sparrow’s tattoo. They both went around last night topless until the sun went down, and Pigpen actually ran up to total strangers to show off his ink. G just tried to look tough. The tattoo helped, but the fact that he’s as skinny as a lamppost kinda hurt.

NugJug and Dishwater Blonde were awesome, Pigpen was shaking it hard with me to the Blonde, to the applause of onlookers (for him, not me… I’m a scary thing when I dance), and the boys participated in a righteous beach ball game to NugJug as they did some damn good Beatles covers at the end of their show.

Good times.

We saw:

Katie

Jon

Catherine (who was one of the organizers, and scored us free ferriswheel tickets, woot)

Suzanne

Becky (who’s a lurker that I totally didn’t know, but introduced herself, which was nice)

And 3 other people in the same lurky boat whos names I didn’t catch.

And I even had my hat on, so nobody would recognize me…

Palo Alto, from the DVD Meeting People Is Easy.

Got home from a hard day at the salt mines, and whats waiting on my doorstep but a special little package from my bestest buddies at wilcoworld.net.

Now, Knoxjon’s talked about it, Katie Allison Granju’s talked about it, Pitchfork panned it, Daco loved it.  I talked about it, here I am talking about it some more, cuz this is one of the damnedestly good records that come along rarely.

Something else I’ve talked about is the swag that they package with records you buy online, like stickers, and posters, and free online downloads.  This one came with its own little cd, just hanging out in the case waiting for somebody to pop it in the car.  I think its kinda scared of the record.

Got a kickass t-shirt too, but I’m not gonna show it to you.  Thats what you get, internet.

Seeing Christabel and the Jons tonight makes me want to pick up an upright bass, pick up a guitar and play some music. They were so much fun and the kids were running around having fun playing on the wet playground. It’s good to see people I love happy and dancing and playing, too.